April 2, 2005
Vacation?!
I thought I'd be having the entire summer for myself. I thought I'd be free from the bondage of studying for two whole months. I thought I could now hit the beach or learn something un-academic. Unfortunately, I thought wrongly. In a few days, my life will be in a hurly-burly again because I'll be studying Medical Transcription, which will run 12nn-9pm, from Monday to Friday.
And the pressure on me (and on my sister too) is even greater. We have to prove to the academy's administration that we deserve to be in that program - a class composed entirely of medical and allied medical course graduates. Given the little medical background that I have, I'm in for a lot of supplementary reading for sure. How's that for summer?
The perks of the program? There are a lot, I have to say. So even if it robs me of two months of rest, I'm not fussing much about it. One thing: after completion of the program, I already have a career, with a starting salary of PhP8,000/month. Second: medical transcriptionists need not work in the office - they could earn at home, provided they meet deadlines and have internet connection. Third: there are no licensure exams whatsoever. Fourth: there is no age limit for transcriptionists...you could go on transcribing for the rest of your life - no forced retirement as long as you're competent! Fifth: the job opportunities will never regress! For as long as patients (in the US particularly) continue consulting physicians, transcriptionists will always have work to do. Sixth: Transcriptionists work with computers, something which I enjoy doing as well.
If It's God's Will
The Holy Father, according to the news, is dying. So is my uncle who was in a car wreckage a few days ago. And just last month, three other people who are close to me (or somewhat close to me) died. It depresses me to no end that those people are gone forever...and that sooner or later, the Holy Father and my uncle will follow too. But as my mom says, if it's God's will, then let it be.
If there is one thing that surfaces when death is in the picture, I should say it's my fear. I know, we've been told only to be afraid of God and not of death. But no matter how many times things are explained to me, I still fear, even for my own death - because of the pain of leaving the loved ones behind. "Moving on" is something which I've never really learned to master, reason why I admire people who move forward as if nothing tragic has happened to them.
Now that the Holy Father and my uncle are still both fighting for dear life, I could only pray as much. And in this prayer, i'm including that I and the others who share the same fear be given the strength to accept everything in God's beautiful plan.
